Today she is going to use her mouth to make love to my cock and I want you to use that crop wherever you think best if she needs some encouragement."
I had to stretch up to get my mouth over the head and bring it to me, doing so I felt the strain of the elastic cord as my nipples had to pull it to allow me to reach his cock.
Then the second sting this time on my right cheek made me groan and almost allow William's still semi rigid cock to slip out of my mouth.
I now wanted nothing more then to feel that cock of Master spew his load and yes, allow me the pleasure of swallowing it.

Gloria and Vicki were in the classic 69 position on the Vicki’s bed when the door to the bedroom slammed open and a woman’s voice screamed out, “I told you what would happen if you brought another of your sluts back to my house.”
He clicked it open and closed a few times and then said, “The record for the most clothes pins stuck on a human face is one hundred and something.
He held her face in his hand so that they were looking directly into each other’s eyes, “But, my little pea,” he continued, “if you do not make the full twenty minutes, I absolutely forbid you to cum.”
The slaves hands seem to fly as peas felt the dull pain of wood closing in on her face and arms and breasts and nipples.

He knew her, He had seen her desirers when He touched her that first time...her interests where the same as His. He moved to where His body was almost pressed hard against hers His voice was almost a growl in her ear.
After a minute or two He broke her away from Him...she looked up at Him again, those night sky eyes full of love and respect smiling brightly at Him...then she closed them and fell back asleep.
He held her the rest of the night as she slept in His lap...her lullaby was His heart beat...and knowing she was safe and where she finally belonged, she slept the sleep of the just in her Master's arms.

My arousal is causing me some very specific pain as Master presses my ass to the floor while spreading my legs with his other boot.
I stay put as I feel the pressure release from his boot.
He never said a word when he returned from work; he just looked at the floor.
I try to focus there as he returns his boot to my back, pressing me against the cold dirty floor.
His boot returns to my head pressing my face hard against the floor.
I hear his zipper close; the pressure of his boot releases me.
They are so sore and shaking with my struggle but I make to my knees and place my arms on my thighs.

Calvin swept Candace's petite form into his arms, lying her down in his warm and comfortable bed.
"Thank you Calvin." Candace felt like she was dreaming
However, tonight being our first session together, I feel like just using my hands." That cold gleam was in his eyes again as he moved quickly towards her, flipping her onto her stomach with ease.
SMACK, "Seven, thank you ahhhhhh Sir!" Tears began to form in Candace's grey eyes.
Candace rose to her knees right between his open legs, and took the head of his cock between her lips.
"You must have wanted to cum very badly to be such a dirty girl" he whispered in Candace's ear as he reached down to play with her pussy.

Ashlyn lifted her head and groaned, "Stop, I'm trying to sleep!" By the time I had set down the now half full cups of coffee on the night stand, she was already drifting back to dream land.
I'm not sure who you think you are." Ashlyn let out a moan that told me she was somewhere between sleep and awake, just aware enough to know I was speaking.
Dragging Ashlyn's head over to the side of the bed so she could see, she answered, "On the floor."
Ashlyn screamed into the mattress, and I picked up my cup of cream and sugar, with a little bit of coffee.

Kara and Tara Bishop AKA Teen Fire and Frost were investigating several disappearances at the state university campus: many freshman girls had gone missing since the beginning of the school year, prompting the super heroines to investigate.
Kara noted that the girl was absolutely beautiful standing at least 5'10" tall with long blond hair, a perfect body and face.
When the music finely died down the device was removed from between the two heroes' legs, then Buffy Farnsworth stood, leaning close to Kara's tightly bound body.
Kara telepathically sensed that the sadistic sorority girls had started to use a small gas torch to torture Tara's pussy.
As the sadistic sorority girls moved back to stand in front of the bound heroines, Kara could not help but anxiously wonder what their next torment would be.

I tried to refuse, knowing it would only frustrate her, but she pulled my mouth open and jammed the ball in.
She took hold of the chain between them and began to pull on it, each time yanking harder as I screamed louder into my ball.
"Well bitch, you must either keep your legs up like this or feel pain in not only those little nips of yours, but also your cock." She cooed as she stood up.
Each time my legs dropped pain slammed my nipples and pulled my cock tighter.
Harder she rode and I let out one loud, mouth filling moan as I came deep inside her.

Every man in the theater watched, mesmerized, as Pepper reached a hand to either side and closed her fingers around both hard cocks, her breath coming faster as she jacked both men at once.
Pepper's scream of pleasure and shock at the sudden invasion was muffled as one of the men standing in the row behind grabbed a fistful of her hair, turned her head and pushed his cock into her mouth.
The fingers of his hands digging painfully into the soft, white flesh of her ass-cheeks, Pepper screamed around a mouthful of hot dick as the feeling of hot cum spurting deep insider her sent her over the edge.

You feel nervous undressing before a strange woman and sensing this Helen stands near the window and looks out onto the garden below affording you a little privacy and the time to adjust.
Then panic sets in as you hear and feel your Master standing to the side of your head, as you lay helpless on the bed.
He just stands there smiling, then says, "Now You slut, you will return the favour Helen has just given you whilst I Fuck you at the end of the bed."
Your Master is about to release inside you and starts to moan loudly at the same time Helen starts to cum.
Helen stands back up and We leave you with your thoughts, alone on this strange bed.

When she looked up the gorgeous man with the gray hair extended his hand.
They chatted a while longer and Dan said, "Well, I am sold Eva. Welcome aboard and can you start work this evening?
Then Eva felt the hot wetness between her legs again as he held her hand longer than he should have.
He looked directly into her eyes as he said, " Tell me Eva, do you like working with a dominant man?
Eva wanted to throw her arms around him, even though she was totally bewildered with the raw sexual feelings and the attraction she felt over this man who was virtually a stranger to her.

“Hands behind your head, mouth open.” Like the slave slut she is, she instantly obeyed.
Master has always said that she has a mouth like a hoover and true to form, she needed no prep before taking his f***eful assault.
Like a good cocksucking slut, she continues to run her tongue against his dick as she stares into his eyes and gags.
Life filled her eyes as she caught her breath but her hands never drift from her head and she continued to stay on her knees.
“Did you want master to cum in your mouth?” he asked.
“Did masters cum taste good whore?”
Slave crawled on all fours like the well trained slut she is, into the kitchen and began making her master lunch.

"Ohhhh, shit." Hot buttery pussy cream oozed from her virgin cunt and soaked the smooth leather saddle.
"Ooo, Beauty!" She slid her pussy back and forth in the saddle, greasing the sleek leather with hot sticky cream.
The pony, agitated by the c***d's squeals and her passion, began to step back and forth.
His head snapped around, his wet sticky lips brushing against the smooth flesh of Priscilla's knees.
With her thighs fused to the b**st's sides, her cunt flush against the smooth leather saddle, and her clit banging into the hard horn, Priscilla's virgin pussy exploded like never before.
Beauty lowered his head and nibbled his lips over her glowing tittie flesh.

I started out with the set of gold nipple nooses Lee had bought and tightened them on each until they were slightly painful.
I started by concentrating on the vibrator and let it work me to a lovely orgasm reveling in the sensation of the butt plug and the nipple nooses at the same time.
I knew that I had tied the noose so tight that if I stepped off the books I would truly hang.
My calculations were that I would find myself an inch or so off the floor, I tested this with my right foot keeping my left toes firmly on the books.
The butt plug and nipple nooses started to ache.
I kicked desperately pounding my straining feet against the door as I hung, trying to get Lee's attention!

Marc looked at his wife and co-writer Jane, who was also author of the recent best-seller and femdom-novel "The Unmerciful Countess." Ever since that book had been published a month ago without his knowing, Marc had gotten an even deeper respect for his wife's ability to dive in to the potential for depravity of the human psyche, and many of her ideas had shocked him quite a bit.
"You know I do like the stuff you write better than Jane's," Wendy said "Its so brutal some times, with men that lose their entire freedom to someone who doesn't really seem to respect them."

He patted the arm of the chair, next to Violet's head, and watched Sandra walk across the room.
"I would ask a favor; check if she enjoyed your performance?" Those round eyes grew wide in surprise.
Still leaning back in the chair, his other hand positioned Sandra's to hold the skirt in place.
Pressing lightly, Violet's finger began slow circles across the smooth, and damp, fabric.
Violet's other hand came forward to message the area around as she pressed more firmly.
With her hips, legs and chest pinned tight, and hands forced to grip the skirt high, only Sandra's head knew freedom.
Sandra's eye's flew wide, her head and back arching, as two fingers slid easily between damp folds.

To tell me this, that you realize you overdid, you bust into the whole teary eyed bullshit you always get me on and I'm apparently supposed to work on you until you feel better about fucking us up.
I start to tell you this and your tongue flicks out again, slower and sensuously moves around to the other corner where it slips out a little more and pulls back within your lips until just the tip is peeking through.
As the leather hits flesh (I'm still astounded at how satisfying I find the sound and feel together with your gasp), my cock jolts so forcefully in your mouth you gag slightly.

The pain pulsed through his body, and Dean knew that Moriarty had raised the power of the charge to leave him in agony on the table, so that his suffering provided entertainment for her audience.
The girls also convinced Moriarty to administer fifteen minutes of suffering so that when the table was lowered and Dean staggered to the centre of the hall, soiled and wet, he was barely able to stand.
They're almost an invitation to enjoy this bound and naked whore." Moriarty placed her hand on his penis and, encouraged by a stroke from the cane, began to pulse his hips to laughter from her colleagues.

She looked to him one more time, she left her head turned to him as her face reddened and her body shook as she held her breath until her orgasm hit forcing her to cry out softly as her cum leaked around her fingers.
He slowly sucked the finger as he pulled it gently from his lips, nipping the end as he let it go from his mouth bringing a smile from her.
He looked to the middle finger and slowly inserted it into his hot mouth causing her to hold her breath as he suckled it gently the way he had just done her ring finger.

As we are backing out of the garage and down the drive way, you spread my legs with your hand and feel my already wet pussy.
As I am looking around the room, behind me I hear the door open and the driver from the truck enters the bar as well.
As I am cleaning his cock off, another man steps between my legs and begins fucking my pussy.
Occasionally, as one man is fucking my pussy another will put his cock in my face and tell me to suck it.
The man you gave me to at the beginning of the evening walks to between my legs and inserts his cock into my pussy as the truck driver forces his cock into my mouth.

The following day.I walked into a downtown bar and looked around as I enjoyed a nice cold beer, and my eyes fell upon a very hot chic sitting back to the side in a good place to watch all the action.
She is tall, blond, with short sassy hair, long legs, hot shoes and red toes and a small black dress, a wonderful site to behold.
she pulls out a pair of hand cuffs and secures my hands behind me, then a blindfold, I do not want you to know where we will be going.
She strips me naked and secures my bound hands to the ceiling and I'm bent over and she attaches a spreader bar to my ankles.

She still wasn't sure how to reconcile her new sense of freedom and her willingness to be submissive with him -- her new Sir. But he had told her in his email that she needn't even try to reconcile what she'd thought were opposites.
I think too much, she told herself, and immediately took hold of the polar thought "I don't think enough." She wanted to please her Sir, but...he'd also said she was to do her own thing, too.
Surrender and cum just for my pleasure." In her mind he twisted her hair and crushed her lips with his hot passionate kiss.

The arresting officers escorted me back to the foyer of the Public Slave Office and left me there, standing naked and shackled before the desk sergeant.
Swallowing cleared a knot of embarrassment from my throat but I and could still taste the lingering saltiness of cum in my mouth.
"Phil," the sergeant called to one of my arresting officers.
Unlike my two arresting officers, this one remained passively still and left me to bob my mouth on his cock.
She'll be locked up in a holding tank and will appear before a magistrate in the morning," the desk sergeant said.
I'm doing you a favor here!" the desk sergeant said.

Returning to the couch, Luisa reached into her bag and took out the dildo (the one with head straps and a gag at the base like a tangerine), then ordered Mercè to watch.
"Of course, I could strap this to your pretty face - but it's not the same as the real thing." She got up from the couch and sauntered to the chair, grasped the girl by the hair and pulled her head back.
She watched her slip back into her shoes and give a glance towards the open shutter - she was sure she'd say something but she didn't - instead, she came over, fixed a collar around Mercè's neck and attached a lead.
Like an obedient dog, Mercè bounded across the floor and recognised the garment as the pretty cotton panties she had bought for Luisa last term.